Canon: They Died

So, this may just be me but looking at Ian Bohen and Raul Esparza, they look like they could be related in some way. Like, as cousins probably.

I mean, look at these boys, ahem, I mean men,

I don't know, maybe it's just me projecting that these are two hot men. Gosh, I need to find guys that are my age but then again, they are dicks most of the time.

Anyway, I wouldn't mind watching a TV series with these in it. Boy, that would be too hot for me to handle 😂

Hello, as many of you know, I have been very busy lately or lost motivation to not being able to update my stories! however, now that I am on break and have gained some of my motivation back, I have just recently updated one of my stories, 'Whatever it takes!' a Twilight story. Go check it out if you're interested!

I want to try and watch teen wolf but I feel like its cliche do you think I should give it a try?

Hey Anon, it depends on your taste, really. The only reason as to why I started watching Teen Wolf was because it included supernatural creatures. It’s a good series but there are some aspects that I don’t like. Maybe watch the first three episodes and see how that goes, if you don’t like it, you don’t have to continue watching it.

Bakugou & Midoriya : *Unintelligible Screeching*

Uraraka : What is going on?

Kirishima : We don't know...

Iida : They've been going at it for two hours.

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Bakugou : STOP! STOP! I SAID STOP, WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!

Midoriya : I'M TELLING YOU TO FIGHT BACK, PUSSY! FUCKING FIGHT BACK, BLONDIE!!

Bakugou : IZU-CHAN PLEASE!!

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Group Watching : *Horrifying Silence*

Okay so I followed this video about foreshortening and…

Sycra. I love you so much for making this video.

Hey guys! Go read my friends fanfic!

KiriBaku fic: Poison of the Heart

Read it on AO3 here

summary:

Bakugou was scowling, his usual moodiness reflected perfectly in the hunch in his shoulders and the curl of his lip and Kirishima couldn’t help but smile at his sort-of-boyfriend gently.

“The fuck took you so long Shit-for-brains”

“I…” Kirishima hesitated for a second too long because the class almost started up with the questions again before the red-head cut through the din. “I- don’t freak out- had to stop off at the hospital.” The silence that followed was deafening in its own right.

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A second go at hurting my baby boy Kirishima because one fic isn’t enough

To let you all know, this is the first fic I've posted on Tumblr and I don't know how I feel about it. Like, does it make sense? Do you guys like Matty Stilinski?? Is Peter Hale out of character? Are all the characters out of character?? Do you like the fact that it's a character x oc or don't like it?? Like, if you'd like, please just give me feedback, just a way so I can improve and you know, study the characters more closely... Sorry to be really annoying, haha!

He’s Family - Peter Hale

Fandom – Teen Wolf

Ship – Peter Hale/Matthew Stilinski [OMC] ; Peter Hale & Stiles Stilinski – Friendship ;

Characters – Peter Hale, OMC, Stiles Stilinski, Derek Hale, Scott McCall, Lydia Martin and Allison Argent [ mentioned ]

Word Count - 2,142

“Mm, you’re leaving already?”

“Yes, they called me in. I can’t disobey the Alpha.”

The body on the bed moved slightly causing the sheets to rustle. “It’s four in the morning. What could he possibly need from you that can’t wait till a reasonable time?”

“Who knows, either way, he wants me to see him and I’m going to have to see him.” The figure standing move closer to the person on the bed. Bending down, the standing figure kissed the other on the forehead before backing up and making his way to the bedroom door.

“You need to be careful, okay?”

“I’m always careful.” A hint of a smirk came from the standing figure.

“I’m serious, Peter. Be careful.”

The male standing, now known as Peter, turned his body until he was facing the laying body. Well, no longer laying, the figure on the bed was now sat up against the headboards.

“I will, sweetheart. Don’t worry.”

After that, Peter walked out of the bedroom and down the stairs until he reached the entrance of the house. With a roll of his neck, he walked out of the building and towards his car, ready to make his way to his nephew’s loft.

“You better be.” Was the last thing Peter heard from his significant other before he climbed into his vehicle and backed out of his driveway.

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“What is so important that you had to call me out of bed, dear nephew?” Left Peter’s lips once he stepped into the loft. Everyone was there, except for Stiles, lord knows where Stiles is. Probably sleeping.

Derek scowled from where he sat, eyes glaring at Peter. “You’re late.”

Rolling his eyes, Peter walked down the steps, making his way to an empty sitting space. “I am not late, and you haven’t answered my question.”

“He called a meeting because Stiles has been kidnapped.” Filled the silence, coming from a space a few seats down from the older man. Turning his head, Peter instantly recognized the red fiery hair, Ms. Lydia Martin.

“Repeat that for me again.” Eyes going cold as he looked at everyone sitting in the loft, his hearing must be going because he did not just hear that Stiles was kidnapped.

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Currently writing up a one shot, it may turn out into a series but tbh I'll have to see where the story goes 😂

ok im like angry now so stop excluding latines from your posts, we don’t just exist at the border and i’m not your fucking paleta cart man. we’re everywhere but y’all pretend like we dont exist or like we’re fictional. we know you see us as drug dealers, amongst other things. appropriate us because sombreros and ponchos are so funny!!! mariachis are just so funny!!!  we see you when you ignore our voices, make fun of us, and pretend we don’t exist altogether. im tired of it

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